Friday, November 26, 2010

Giving their thanks with no ordinary feastAmericans from coast to coastshamelessly devour food enough to cause complaint, which quite often puts them to sleep so they maystore energy for the equally traditional Black Friday shopping on the following day,when consumers boost the country’s economyand push the red ink over the line, turning it magically to black.

Doorbuster Deals to entice the post-Thanksgiving shopperswas not a concept taken seriously by Jdimypai Damouruntil the entrance bulged, snapped and overflowedwith eager New Yorkersat the darkened hour of 5 a.m. seeking a most important supreme Christmas gift.

The blood and bones of Jdimypai Damourremained on the floorof the Wal-Mart storeas checkers scanned the treasures of holiday shoppers,who went back home to eat leftover turkey sandwiches with chilled cranberry sauce,and watch the 6’o’clock news of the California shootings that lefttwo people dead in the aisles of Toys-R-Us,for the sake of one sought after toygiving new meaning to Loss Leader.

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

To honor the dead and make offerings.Last year I would not have believed I'd be including my mother in my altar this year. My altar is to both my parents, who I miss every day with all my heart. My wish for them is to have a fun card game, enjoy some fine whiskey, make cookies, maybe a game of golf in the sunny afternoon. Dad can be up to his usual tricks and Mom can send blessings to us all. My love to you, Mama and Daddy. May we meet again.

About Me

When I was thirteen my English teacher advised my mother to encourage my writing. Mom avidly read everything I wrote; she was my biggest fan. My introduction to publication was Student Life Editor for my school newspaper and yearbook. Later I was a stringer for the local newspaper and eventually a travel writer and poet. My books include NOTHING GOLD, the story of how I lost my husband and got him back again, only to realize he returned as a stranger; MOZO, a novel inspired by my years in Mexico; THE BOYS, the story of a pregnant teenage runaway who marries a Brit so he can get a Green Card and stay in the USA with his Venezuelan lover; CARLOS AT THE BROKEN ARMS, the tales of a documented Mexican immigrant who finds his legal status is sometimes less than helpful when he takes over management of his departed aunt’s apartment building.
Adam Garcia and Jake Diego are the nom de plumes that I use for writing in Mexico, Central and South America. Adam and Jake help me stay under the radar. A Googlish search will reveal a lot of interesting opinions and facts that Adam likes to share with the world.